The Ballerina And The Clown
By Eris Vs. Eros
A Poor Porn  Production
August 7^th, 2000
Copyright 2000, All Rights Reserved.
Based on a pictorial in the November 1995 issue of Swank.

Like a toy figurine, with small steps, Karolina came dancing into the center ring. A beautiful ballet artist. Her hands above her head, twirling in her pink and white tutu. Her face sad, with a crystal tear on her cheek. The audience can see she is alone, and she is lonely.

In delicate steps, a clown enters. Not a big fat happy clown, or a sad clown, but a female porcelain clown, named Lucy. Who has a slight pointy hat, and white face, with two red spots for cheeks, and beautiful red lips. Her gown is that of a jesters, multicolored and shiny, like metallic plastic.

Moving as a toy, in graceful steps, that are larger than the ballerinas, but still small, Lucy moves around the ballerina, who pays no mind, but is still lost in herself. The clown juggles, and the ballerina does not see. The clown makes funny faces, but the ballerina is blind. The clown dances high in the air, but the ballerina still sees nothing but her inward glass heart. The clown lowers her head, and shakes it, and then moves the still sad ballerina and kisses her gently on the forehead. Her head still down, Lucy, leaves the ring, thinking her cause is lost. But the toy ballerina raises her head, and in her eyes is life again. And a mime's smile reaches her face, as she twirls, and follows the clown out of the ring, into happiness.

But this dear reader, is not the end of the act. The audience sees only half of the show that occurs every evening. That the two women know the dance and roles to so well. Behind the curtain, Lucy is on the ground still in her clowns clothes, as she looks up at the lovely Karolina, still posed in her dance. Gently Lucy rises, and removes the light pink skirt from the bright pink leotard of the tutu. Then lightly casting the skirt away, the clown slips her fingers under the pink elastic shoulder straps to touch the bosoms of the fair ballerina, pulling the tight outfit down. When it rests midway on Karolina's side. Cupping her hand gently under Karolina's breast, Lucy licks softly the neck of the beautiful dancer.

With breath leaving her lips, in a silent moan, Karolina pulls herself to the warm clown. The clown starts to pull down the tutu, but then teases, and sits on the ground. Leaving Karolina to finish the job under the voyeur eyes of the brightly clad woman. But Lucy's jest is in good humor, and soon moves back to the woman lying on the ground, who is only clad in pink knee highs and ballet slippers. Lucy gently parts the pink lips of the pink dancer. Touching her nub softly, teasing it, beneath her dexterous fingers. Lucy keeps pulling Karolina to the brink, and then backs her fingers off. Never letting the china doll have her orgasm. Instead she finally moves her hands to Karolina's back, and allows the dancer to sit. Moving her hands over for a back and neck massage, which comforts the once taught muscles. And brings deep peaceful breaths from Karolina, who is now using her own hands to tease herself towards the brink. Finally breaking through with her first rush, that causes her silence to be broken.

Recovering, Karolina looks up at Lucy, and with eyes continually met, Lucy starts to disrobe. The dancer moves her lips down to the tit of the clown, and gently kisses and suckles. Licking the skin, moving her way down the body, in a soliloquy of tiny steps, the ballet artist, moves to the gentle rear of the fair clown. Finishing pulling off the suite of multicolors. The ballerina then jumps once again to the clown breasts, and lightly lands her tongue and the very end of the nipple, slowly circling down, with musical moans coming from the white faced mime's lips. Then leaping again down, the dancer moves her tongue to the clowns lower lips, touching the little bit of hair that is not shaven. Moving her skilled tongue back and forth. Bobbing up and down, in and out. The clowns orgasm laughs through her body, from the tiny steps that have encircled her. And still Karolina dances over the clowns body, up to her lips, touching their tongues, then down again to the clowns breasts, and then again to the folds between the clowns legs. With another orgasm jilting through the comedian's body.

The clown then moves behind the ballerina, as they are on their knees. Massaging, holding and cuddling the warm dancer. The ballerina then moves her hands down to her own petals, opening them, as Lucy continues to caress her body. Karolina is lost in her visions of princes, and princesses, with her eyes closed. With swans moving around her, she is in her own fantasy, her own destiny. The clown knows that she is not in Karolina's world now, but is only support for the beautiful dancer. In the end, as the ballerina's lust bursts forth in her orgasm. The clown can only look at the face of the ballerina, whose eyes are still closed. Who once again is only into herself. The clown leaves to repeat the dance tomorrow.